Ashen God
Chapter 121: The Same Old Trick

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: The Same Old Trick

And this time, the speed of the person in question seemed to have become even more diabolical, escaping the crime scene at a ghostly pace that surpassed a small truck by double.

"Stinky little brother! You better not let me catch you, or you’re definitely not going to have any good juice to drink!"

The strange stranger’s figure vanished in the blink of an eye from Zhao Yalan’s sight. Although she knew the other party couldn’t hear her, she couldn’t help but clench her fists and grind her teeth, spewing a fierce threat. Luckily, this time she didn’t have a mouthful of soup dumplings, so she wouldn’t get scalded again.

The one Zhao Yalan had dubbed the escapee from the crime scene, Zhang Yanhang, had kept sprinting at top speed until he approached the vicinity of the school, where he finally slowed down and switched from running to walking. As for just now? That was entirely due to the moral compass within his heart taking effect.

Just after finishing his meal, he had seen Zhao Yalan leaning against a milk tea shop, taking off her shoes, and fiddling with them up and down. It was clear she wanted to pick her feet, having become an old hand at it. The first time Zhang Yanhang had met her, he saw her picking her feet, and it seemed she was up to her old tricks again this time.

Thus, to prevent Zhao Yalan from engaging in the unseemly behavior of picking her feet in such a public setting, which would not only be vulgar but also harm social mores, Zhang Yanhang, whose moral compass was screaming warnings, instantly quick-shifted and zipped past her at 75 kilometers per hour, kicking her shoes away as he went.

But this time, whether it was because Zhao Yalan’s feet were no longer smelly or because he was moving too fast, he didn’t smell any foot odor. Instead, he caught a whiff of an unknown, pleasant fragrance, which was rather strange.

By the way, after returning to the Main World, Zhang Yanhang had disabled some of his olfactory blocks, so his sense of smell was still relatively normal.

As for his rapid escape after kicking Zhao Yalan’s shoes away?

That was simply because after glancing at the time, Zhang Yanhang suddenly realized he was about to be late for school, which was why he had kept running at top speed until he got near the school and then slowed down to walk.

Anyway, having a guilty conscience was definitely something unrelated to him. Absolutely unrelated, yes, that’s the way it was.

After waiting out a green light on the spot, Zhang Yanhang crossed the street via the zebra crossing. Now, with about ten minutes left before class, the school gate was just over a hundred meters away from him. He had already worked so hard to get to school; surely, he would not be late this time.

Zhang Yanhang leisurely strolled to the school’s entrance, then skillfully pulled out his campus card to clock in. But just as he had barely taken two steps, a security guard uncle stopped him.

"Halt, who are you?"

The security uncle had glimpsed this suspicious-looking strange man from a distance, who not only had a robust and tall stature but was also dressed in a peculiar black uniform and was wearing a bulletproof vest and helmet over it.

The security uncle had originally thought this strange man was merely passing by, but unexpectedly, he had nonchalantly swiped his card and entered the school. Out of concern for his own salary and corresponding professional ethics, he felt he needed to stop the man and question him, so he wouldn’t get docked pay.

"24 years old, a student," Zhang Yanhang gave the answer without hesitation.

"24 years old and still a student? Very suspicious, indeed. Are you a repeater or a graduate student?" If it had been a younger security guard, he might have started sensing something foul by now, but the guard, who was in his fifties, obviously didn’t have the habit of surfing the web.

"Sorry, I misspoke... 20 years old, just an ordinary male university student," Zhang Yanhang corrected himself without hesitation.

"Oh, a university student, huh? Then show me your campus card," the security guard said, showing no reaction to Zhang Yanhang’s evasions, and even proceeded to ask for the campus card as if nothing was amiss.

"Okay." To avoid being late, Zhang Yanhang chose to comply with the guard’s request and handed over his campus card directly.

Upon receiving the campus card, the security guard carefully compared it, only to find that he couldn’t make out anything because Zhang Yanhang was currently fully armed, including his fingers and neck, not a speck of skin was exposed. The guard had no choice but to bravely compare the photo on the campus card with the helmeted figure in front of him, naturally to no avail.

"This..." After the comparison proved fruitless, the security guard reached out to lift the protective panel of Zhang Yanhang’s helmet, wanting to lift it to see what Zhang Yanhang looked like underneath.

As Zhang Yanhang was wearing a riot bulletproof helmet, there was always a clear protective panel in front of it to resist harm from stray bullets and cold weapons.

The security guard exerted force with his fingers, trying to lift it, but nothing happened, "Huh?" After the first attempt failed, the guard tried again with more force to lift the protective panel but still couldn’t move it, "Huh??"

The reason the security guard couldn’t lift the helmet’s protective panel was that all of Zhang Yanhang’s equipment was covered by an energy shield that was normally invisible to the naked eye, so unless the guard could break through Zhang Yanhang’s energy shield, he absolutely wouldn’t be able to alter any part of Zhang Yanhang’s equipment.

Even a Gamma Type Hunter with First Tier Three Stars strength from the Ashen World could barely break through Zhang Yanhang’s defenses, causing a single-digit drop in his shield value. There was no way a guard, who had only cultivated the Heaven and Earth Creation Technique up to the First Tier Second Layer, could lift the protective panel on Zhang Yanhang’s helmet, even if given another year to try.

Seeing the guard seemingly determined to make a third attempt, Zhang Yanhang took the initiative to lift the protective panel himself.

"Huh???" The security guard watched as Zhang Yanhang simply reached for the protective panel and gently lifted it, whereas he himself clearly couldn’t lift it after two attempts, causing the guard to doubt himself as he looked down at his wrinkled, rough hands.

’Could it be from overexertion last night?’ Just as this thought emerged, the guard shivered involuntarily, recalling the figure of his wife and then gave his aching back a rub.

But fortunately, before showing any weakness, the guard remembered his duty. He looked up at Zhang Yanhang’s face beneath the protective panel, and then, "Huh?!"

What did he see? A black full-coverage anti-poison mask that looked highly professional at first glance, as if he just ran out of some laboratory.

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